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Friday, May 22, 2009

FRIDAY NIGHT MUSIC AND MORE

By Debbie Bulloch



For Buccaneer Braveheart, who requested this Stevie Wonder song.

Here is for you Buc!













AS (ALWAYS)



Here are the lyrics, so that you can follow along.

"AS (ALWAYS)"

As around the sun the earth knows she's revolving
And the rosebuds know to bloom in early May
Just as hate knows love's the cure
You can rest your mind assure
That I'll be loving you always
As now can't reveal the mystery of tomorrow
But in passing will grow older every day
Just as all is born is new
Do know what I say is true
That I'll be loving you always

Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky---ALWAYS
Until the ocean covers every mountain high---ALWAYS
Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea---ALWAYS
Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream

Did you know that true love asks for nothing
Her acceptance is the way we pay
Did you know that life has given love a guarantee
To last through forever and another day
Just as time knew to move on since the beginning
And the seasons know exactly when to change
Just as kindness knows no shame
Know through all your joy and pain
That I'll be loving you always
As today I know I'm living but tomorrow
Could make me the past but that I mustn't fear
For I'll know deep in my mind
The love of me I've left behind Cause I'll be loving you always

Until the day is night and night becomes the day---ALWAYS
Until the trees and seas just up and fly away---ALWAYS
Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4---ALWAYS
Until the day that is the day that are no more
Did you know that you're loved by somebody?
Until the day the earth starts turning right to left---ALWAYS
Until the earth just for the sun denies itself
I'll be loving you forever
Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through---ALWAYS
Until the day that you are me and I am you---AL~~~~~~WA~~
~~~~~AA~~~~~~~AA~~~~
Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky~~~~~AA~~~~
~~~~AA~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~YS~~ALWAYS

We all know sometimes lifes hates and troubles
Can make you wish you were born in another time and space
But you can bet you life times that and twice its double
That God knew exactly where he wanted you to be placed
so make sure when you say you're in it but not of it
You're not helping to make this earth a place sometimes called Hell
Change your words into truths and then change that truth into love
And maybe our children's grandchildren
And their great-great grandchildren will tell
I'll be loving you

Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky--Loving you
Until the ocean covers every mountain high--Loving you
Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea--Loving you
Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream--Be loving you
Until the day is night and night becomes the day--Loving you
Until the trees and seas up, up and fly away--Loving you
Until the day that 8x8x8x8 is 4--Loving you
Until the day that is the day that are no more--Loving you
Until the day the earth starts turning right to left--Be loving you
Until the earth just for the sun denies itself--Loving you
Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through--Loving you
Until the day that you are me and I am you--
Now ain't that loving you
Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky
Ain't that loving you
Until the ocean covers every mountain high
And I've got to say always
Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea~~AL~~~WA~~~AYS
Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream-Um AL~~WA~~AYS
Until the day is night and night becomes the day-AL~~~~WA~~AYS
Until the trees and seas just up and fly away-AL~~WA~~~AA~~~~~
Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4~~~~~AA~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~AA
Until the day that is the day that are no more-AA~~~~AA~~AA~~~AYS
Until the day the earth starts turning right to left-AL~~~WA~~~A~~~AA
Until the earth just for the sun denies itself-~~AA~~~AA~~~AA~~~AYS
Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through-AL~~~WAYS
Until the day that you are me and I am you
Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky
Until the ocean covers every mountain high
Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea
Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream
Until the day is night and night becomes the day
Until the trees and seas just up and fly away
Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4
Until the day that is the day that are no more
Until the day the earth starts turning right to left
Until the earth just for the sun denies itself
Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through
Until the day that you are me and I am you


After work I went on a bike ride along the beach. As you can see, the wind was blowing pretty darned hard!





Life at sea can be as harsh as it is exciting. This evening I saw a seagull feeding on what looked to be the floating carcass of a dolphin. (Using a pair of binoculars that I carry with my photo gear bag I could see that it was the carcass of a dolphin. The zoom lens that I was using was not long enough to show a better view of the seagull and the carcass.)

Just a couple of days earlier I took pictures of a dolphin pod frolicking on this very same spot. The dead dolphin was most likely a member of that same pod/family. Dolphin pods, like wolf packs, have been known to include long-established generations of the same family.

The circle of life!

(Click on image for a bigger view.)









For my daughter, the surfer-chick (love 'ya).

SURFIN' USA



And, finally, for all the California girls out there, for those who wish they were California girls - and for everyone who loves California girls!

CALIFORNIA GIRLS

Friday, February 27, 2009

I AM A ROCK

By Debbie Bulloch




Last Sunday I was riding my bike along the beach when I came across “rock art.” No, I am not talking about some rock musician strumming her guitar belting out tunes to the incoming waves. I am referring to the secret artists in our community who take ordinary rocks and stack them up to make “rock art.”

Here are some pictures of some rock art that I saw last Sunday. What these photographs fail to capture, however, is the complex interaction between the different rocks on the “pile.” No camera lens, no matter how sharp it may be, can possibly capture the interplay between rocks - the sharp angles, the soft curves, the different hues, and the changing textures.











OK, this photograph has nothing to do with rocks. But the sight of this dog, joyfully following its surfing buddy into the water made me feel happy inside so I decided to include it here.

In this day of color, digital photography our senses are often assaulted with splashes of bright color photographs. I decided to “play around” with Photoshop to see what would happen if I removed the color from a couple of the photographs. The photos below are my weak attempt at emulating Ansel Adam’s brilliant black and white photographs of some of the West’s most beautiful scenery.



This last photograph reminds me of one of my favorite Simon and Garfunkel songs. I will post the lyrics to the song here, so you can savor the poetry of Paul Simon’s words.

I AM A ROCK

A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
Well I've heard the word before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

- lyrics by Paul Simon

One final note; my computer is acting kaput, so I am going to take it in for repairs. That means that I may not be around for a few days. Until then, have a wonderful weekend and a wonderful week.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

CALIFORNIA DREAMING

By Debbie Bulloch


Today I went on my usual Sunday bike ride. Whenever possible I try to ride by the beach, on a stretch of Pacific Coast Highway (PCH) where the road hugs the shoreline. There is something about the awesome power of the pounding surf that stirs and renews my soul. Add to it the feel of the warm sunshine on my skin and the cry of the seagulls as they circle above and I feel closer to the Creator than in any church or cathedral.

This morning, as I headed towards PCH for my ritual rendezvouz with the California surf, I searched my iPod's playlist for the Mamas & Papas. First song on the playlist is "California Dreaming."

All the leaves are brown
and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk
on a winter's day

I'd be safe and warm
if I was in L.A
California Dreamin'
on such a winter's day

Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
well, I got down on my knees
and I pretend to pray

You know the preacher likes the cold
he knows I'm gonna stay
California Dreamin'
on such a winter's day

All the leaves are brown
and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk
on a winter's day

If I didn't tell her
I could leave today
California Dreamin'
on such a winter's day

Although the National Weather Service had predicted (and is still predicting) a big storm for Southern California, the sun shone bright and warm as I headed towards the beach. Only the strong surf hinted at the storm that may still come later on the day. For the time being though, Mama Cass singing about California Dreaming on this glorious winter's day was all I needed to ward off against any bad weather.

Here are some pictures from today's ride. Enjoy!

The sun's rays shone brightly as they reflected upon the tip of the waves.



Same view, but in black and white. What do you think?



This seagull decided to play it safe by sitting on top of the sea wall.



His (or her) friends, however, were enjoying a dip in the water!



The surf, stirred up by the upcoming storm, pounds a sea wall. (I got sprayed a few times - I love the salt water).



Surfers love this weather. Life in Southern California means year-round surfing, even on New Year's Day.



The train passes right by the beach affording riders a wonderful ocean view.



The cry of seagulls provides a nice musical backdrop.



Finally, my "cranks." They help power my coastal adventures.




I hope that this bit of California Dreaming has brought a little sunshine to those of you living in colder climates.